Celestial Birth by Preston Nimmons

Shirley poked me. "You're doing it." She followed the paramedic into the resus bay. I felt I should protest. "Don't worry," she said. "I'm here to help. I've done this before."

Shirley poked me. "You're doing it." She followed the paramedic into the resus bay. I felt I should protest. "Don't worry," she said. "I'm here to help. I've done this before."

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